meds ruined my life completely. didnt even have depression beforehand.

[windowinstaller]

1.im not gonna kill myself becuase i might get laid at some point and dont wanna miss that......welp now u got pssd and ruined your dick with ssri and antipsychotics.

2.pop a bunch off adderall to make you feel better.......... welp vyvanse fucked up your amphetamine tolerance.

3.im smart and have a good brain..........welp now you cant remember anything that happened yesterday whatsoever literally your memory is so fucked up you cant remeber anything further then 12 hours ago.

4.dxm........bupropion makes it that dxm doesnt work

5.working out and exercising...........ritalin and conerta made your heart so messed up you cant run cause of chest pains.

6.talking to fellow humans........your speech is now retarted word salad most of the time.

7.after meds i cant feel emotions anymore exept for sadness whenever im not high i wanna kms. before meds. i was happy and didnt want to die exept for moments of extreme stress and could feel happyness without drugs.


i was just a normal 14 year old kid and a psych ruined my life with pills i didnt even need just so he could get kickbacks and insurance money. i fucking hope that retarted pill-pushers life somehow gets more fucked up then mine.

before meds i was just a happy kid playing minecraft and watching helluva boss and youtube and talking to people on reddit and talking to his friends about stuff and getting high off dxm and weed. i never wanted to kms back then.

after meds my reasoning for commiting suicide is "because literally why tf not"

 

[ipmanwc0]

i also hate meds with a passion. it's terrible that people profit off of suffering and worsen it

 

[sanctionedusage]

first time i ever sought psych help at 16, it was because i had bad health anxiety and then panic attacks as a result. it was set off after a really long water fast where i had a blip, just felt a tiny bit lightheaded and my chest felt a little weird, and that reminded me of what it felt like when i took a bunch of sleeping pills (just otc antihistamine; doxylamine succinate). i completely freaked myself out and thought i had some hidden heart condition, or a residual damage from the sleeping pills. had a massive panic attack lol and then they just kept coming.

it was a pretty cut and dry case. i spoke with a therapist first, and she was great, listed anxiety. then i met with the psychiatrist and he got extremely fixated on diagnosing me with bipolar type II, asked stupidly vague questions like "did you ever get mad as a kid" to confirm it, then prescribed me a mood stabilizer and 3 more types of sleeping pills. all of this, after talking to me for 15 minutes and ending with "i'm not really sure tho. so just take that."

blew my fucking mind. what do you mean take all that, but you're not sure? never saw him again, stuck with anxiety/ocd therapy, and everything was under control within a few months.

 

[alwayspissedoff]

I said it in another post and I'll say it here: psychiatrists will give meds to whoever pays for a fucking appointment with them and says "I feel shitty".
I really have a hard time accepting that these are people who studied 4+ years for a medical degree, and then who knows how many more years to specialize in psychiatry dependind on the country, just to fuck up people who very likely don't need meds at all after 20 minutes of knowing them, with meds with well-known side effects and other bad effects that are yet to be known, since they are relatively new substsnces.

one of the worst things I could've done was to express my concern about my mental health with my family, who with good faith, offered to give me help with therapy and then a psychiatrist. I'm so sad to be dissapointing them with having little to no progress after the shit I've been takint for almost a year, if not being worse. but hey, it's not their fault, it's the fault of how everything works.

I'm pretty sure I'd be better if I just would've shut up as I always did until that point.

 

[fadedghost]

1.im not gonna kill myself becuase i might get laid at some point and dont wanna miss that......welp now u got pssd and ruined your dick with ssri and antipsychotics.

2.pop a bunch off adderall to make you feel better.......... welp vyvanse fucked up your amphetamine tolerance.

3.im smart and have a good brain..........welp now you cant remember anything that happened yesterday whatsoever literally your memory is so fucked up you cant remeber anything further then 12 hours ago.

4.dxm........bupropion makes it that dxm doesnt work

5.working out and exercising...........ritalin and conerta made your heart so messed up you cant run cause of chest pains.

6.talking to fellow humans........your speech is now retarted word salad most of the time.

7.after meds i cant feel emotions anymore exept for sadness whenever im not high i wanna kms. before meds. i was happy and didnt want to die exept for moments of extreme stress and could feel happyness without drugs.


i was just a normal 14 year old kid and a psych ruined my life with pills i didnt even need just so he could get kickbacks and insurance money. i fucking hope that retarted pill-pushers life somehow gets more fucked up then mine.

before meds i was just a happy kid playing minecraft and watching helluva boss and youtube and talking to people on reddit and talking to his friends about stuff and getting high off dxm and weed. i never wanted to kms back then.

after meds my reasoning for commiting suicide is "because literally why tf not"

i read your post and wish this hadn't happened to you. I am sorry you went through this. I believe you.

I really wish there were more books on this topic warning people, as well as good data about how often people have bad experiences with psychiatry. I also naively trusted my psychiatrists and wish I had never gone, just enduring the misery of my trauma without pills, or even offing myself, because the cost to benefit ratio was not worth it at all for me. Most of the pills did very little, and were very expensive, and all the psychiatric notes always say I am improving, even if it was the same, to justify the cost and make it seem like something is happening. I feel exploited and ripped-off of my time money and energy.

Have you seen a doctor about the chest pains? It could be something like only just because you started exercising again, and if you exercise more it will go away, or it could be something worse.

I said it in another post and I'll say it here: psychiatrists will give meds to whoever pays for a fucking appointment with them and says "I feel shitty".

this

 

[DeathByBananabread]

I'm not entirely 100% anti-psych but I was put on medication for "ADHD", & then anxiety & depression, as young as 6...7...8...often harshly taken off of them as well with no taper period.

I think some of it I needed- I pulled out almost all of my hair as a toddler & had to be put on a liquid antidepressant that stopped that habit. But at least that was just one thing.

I can vaguely remember very far back in my life, & while I was probably slightly depressed as young as 5, I don't remember it being so extreme- but I remember being suicidal as young as 7. I will never be able to separate the wheat from the chaff in terms of what is really me, what problems I was born with vs what developed around the medication, who I would've been without them etc. Not to mention my family were/are extremely unkind, I think I was being medicated out of some of my reactions around that- even with regard to being medicated as a toddler- I only recently learned from my Grandparents that I might've been neglected/left alone in my crib almost all day.